"What's going on in Hangzhou City now!"

Outside the city of Hangzhou, four or five miles away from the city of Hangzhou, there are camps on the open space, which are the camps of the Manichaean army.

In the tent, Fang Qifo asked at the mourning words beside him, but his eyes were always fixed on a simple map spread out on the table.

"As we expected, there is now a team of men and horses who have broken through from the west gate and headed west!"

After hearing Fang Qifo's words, Yan Yan raised his head and said to Fang Qifo, and at the end, there was a little hesitation on his face: "Seventh Uncle, do you say that the plan we thought of this time can be done?" ”

"It's still the same sentence, it's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen, now that we've done it, it's useless for you to worry about that, it's better to focus on thinking about how to make our chances of winning greater!" After hearing the words of the dead words, Fang Qifo's figure subconsciously paused, but he didn't raise his head, but he still looked at the simple map in front of him with a focused face, and at the same time said casually to the dead words.

However, after finishing speaking, Fang Qifo still subconsciously glanced at Yan Yan lightly.

Yan Yan didn't notice Fang Qifo's small movements, he just stood by the simple map and looked at the map with his head down, but his eyes looked a little sloppy, obviously his attention was not focused on this, and it seemed that he didn't know where to fly to.

Fang Qifo sighed secretly in his heart, and he clearly felt it during this period of time. Now in the heart of the martyr, there seems to be some unconfidence in himself.

Mourning was a proud man. Of course, he also has the capital of pride, which is from his lack of weak crown. But it can be seen that he is already the protector of the Dharma, and Wu Yan has also made suggestions in several wars of the Holy Sect, and under his strategy, he has also achieved good results, but such an excellent person, during this time, he has suffered setbacks one after another, whether it is in the hands of Yue Fei or Bai Qing, and these setbacks seem to have made Yan Yan have a trace of doubt about his ability.

It looks like the words are very good. But it seems that he is still too young, too obsessed with this slightest victory or defeat, and he needs to be sharpened later, for fear that he will be sharpened because of these failures.

In fact, he has seen a lot of young people, who were very good when they were young, but because of such and such setbacks, they finally lost that talent and became unpopular. He didn't want the words to be like this, whether it was public or selfish.

"Now that Hangzhou has started here, then everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!" I thought about it for a while. In the end, Fang Qifo still threw all these miscellaneous thoughts out of his mind, and then said to the mourners.

Hearing Fang Qifo's words, Fu Yan raised his head. Looking at Fang Qifo, although it was a strategy. The main thing is what he came up with, but at this time in his heart. There is still some uncertainty about whether it can be done in the end, and seeing that Fang Qifo said such an understatement, he also seems to feel a little relieved.

Seeing that he didn't make a sound, Fang Qifo stood up, walked to the side of Fu Yan, looked at his size that was almost in his ear, Fang Qifo stretched out his hand, patted Yan Yan's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Uncle Qi has nothing else, it's still the same sentence, the plan you think of is already very good, I can't think of a better idea than this, now that Hangzhou City has taken the bait, we just need to wait quietly, but in this way, what should be done is still to be done!" ”

When he said this, Fang Qifo raised his head, looked into the distance, and then continued to say to the funeral words: "Now this fish has begun to bite the hook, we can't let this fish run away, not only that, the more fish that bite the hook, the better, as for the most important thing, we must ensure that our own rhythm must be maintained, and we must not mess up by ourselves!" ”

Hearing this, Fu Yan finally temporarily let go of the gains and losses in his heart, and he nodded at Fang Qifo: "Cheng, then Seventh Uncle, you will rest here first, I will go to Hangzhou City to have a look, and by the way, I will tell our people again, so as not to lose stamina!" ”

"Okay, let's go, I'll close my eyes and squint for a while, hey, if we can pull the person I met today to our side earlier, maybe we won't have to work so hard!" Hearing the words of the martyrdom, Fang Qifo seemed to be a little emotional and said to him.

When Fang Qifo just came back in the afternoon, Fu Yan had already heard about that person from his mouth, and now when he heard Fang Qifo so respected, his heart was a little curious on the one hand, but more was not convinced, he said lazily to Fang Qifo: "Seventh Uncle, people with ability have tempers, where is it so simple to let you be subdued, but you have said so much, I am curious about this great talent in your mouth, I have to ask him face to face if I have time, okay Uncle Seven, you can rest quickly, I'll go first! ”

After saying hello to Fang Qifo again, Bai Qing left the camp, went to the stable to get a horse, turned over and got on the horse, and then went straight to the direction of Hangzhou City under the protection of several guards.

Fang Qifo looked at the dark shadow that gradually disappeared into the night, and after a while, he shook his head, returned to the tent, lay down on the bed in his clothes, and began to take a nap.

On the other hand, in the city of Hangzhou.

After sending out a team of horses and some infantry, in the face of the increasingly fierce attacks of the Manichaean thieves outside the city, the guards on the city wall became overstretched for a while.

Those crossbowmen, even if they have undergone the most rigorous training on weekdays, but they are not iron men, after shooting continuously for two hours, they all feel that their arms are sore, almost no longer have the slightest strength, one by one with the crossbow machine in their hands, lying on the city wall, looking at the thieves who are still swarming outside, panting heavily.

At first, it was just one or two people, but it was like a super-infectious virus, and soon, more and more crossbowmen showed these symptoms, but fortunately, the attacks of the thieves below, although they were still like a tidal wave, but for this strong city, there was no threatening attack, so it was not a big deal for a while.

Bai Qing frowned, and for the current situation, Chen Sihai, the commander of the infantry army, obviously also looked anxious, but at this time, the remaining manpower in the city was basically all sent out, and he didn't even have the strength to rotate, so he could only frown sadly, after all, he was not Sun Wukong, and he could conjure up many monkey soldiers with a handful of hairs and blowing.

Bai Qing stood up, walked to the city wall, and looked at the siege scene that was still in full swing outside, a lot of puzzlement flashed in his mind, you must know that from the beginning of the siege to the present, nearly two hours have passed, during this time, those thieves have lost no less than thousands of people, and they have paid such casualties, but they have not achieved even a little achievement, what is the reason why those thieves, as if they were beaten with chicken blood, rushed up without fear, and did not even put death in their eyes.

Although the screams sounded from time to time, the scene of the battle was not fierce at all, and there was no white-hot scene at all, it was like a one-sided massacre, the official army was almost relaxed, and there was no threat to their lives at all, and those Manichaean thieves were constantly rushing towards the city like moths to fire.

The siege of the Manichaean thieves lasted almost a whole night, although in the process of this night, they were not attacking the city all the time, but this was almost every half an hour or so, a wave of offensive would be launched, this night, not to mention those who had been sticking to the front of the town navy soldiers, even Bai Qing and other officials of Hangzhou City, basically did not close their eyes all night, Bai Qing, Xi Xingwen and others were full of bloodshots, red like rabbits, Although it was during this whole night, Chen Sihai had asked Bai Qing, Xi Xingwen and others to go back to their homes to rest several times, after all, looking at the appearance of those thieves, even if they attacked for a month, I am afraid that they would not pose any threat to Hangzhou City, and Bai Qing and them stayed here, it did not have any practical significance, but it was just a waste of time here, and it only increased some tension.

Although he knew that what Chen Sihai said was very reasonable, Bai Qing did not accept Chen Sihai's kindness, in his eyes, these Manichaean thieves, knowing that they were in vain, still insisted on attacking the city gate here, which was definitely a very abnormal thing, so Bai Qing stayed here, just to know the changes in things for the first time, and try his best to guess the idea behind these thieves.

So Bai Qing stayed here, watching those thieves attack the city gate, although they didn't pose any threat all the time, it looked like they were joking, but in Bai Qing's heart, there was still a very uneasy feeling, this uneasy feeling has been entangled with him, so that almost in his mind now, all he thinks about is the plan behind these thieves, and it is precisely because he can't think of it that Bai Qing has a feeling of difficulty sleeping.

Even their top bosses insisted on being here and didn't go back to rest, how could they, who were subordinates, just go back, so seeing Bai Qing insisting on staying, the rest of the officials couldn't help but secretly complain, and finally kept silently with a bitter face, and spent a long and noisy night here.

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